What's My Story
Humbled by grace
Mark Newsom
I tend to think too much and attempt to be the master of my own fate, but at the foot of the Cross Jesus has taken my pride and hyperanalytical nature and turned them into a peace of knowing that my life is in the hands of someone who loves me and can control it a whole lot better than I can.
My church is in the midst of a very complicated and difficult merge with another church, and the process has been marked by much consternation and impatience. My church is a huge part of my life and seeing it in conflict would normally have caused me panic, but never once have I felt a feeling of worry or a desire to control things. Rather, all I hear is Jesus whispering in my ear that the ordeal is part of His perfect plan, a step designed to refine the church body and me personally. I can guess what my actions would be right now if I didn't have Christ, and there are absolutely no words of thanks to Him for saving my soul. But that's grace.
Faith and love in Christ is a funny thing. Death has truly lost all its sting. I could die as I type this, and the thought brings me no discomfort at all. I just know that I'm headed for my true, eternal home. So thank you Jesus. I'll never understand why you chose me.